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It was really dark in the alley, and with Fukuyama's eyesight, he could only distinguish two half-grown boys and girls in their twelfth or thirteen years old based on their body shapes, but he couldn't make out their specific faces.

These two brats have been allowed to see things they shouldn't have seen. They cannot be let go easily, otherwise, they will be punished if the matter spreads.

So he strode towards Kurama Yan and scolded him coldly:

"At such a young age, you don't sleep well at home and wander around. Hum, since you saw something you shouldn't have seen, don't go back."

He walked until he was about one meter in front of the two of them, and reached out to grab it, but suddenly he saw the metallic luster reflected on the little girl's head, and the forehead protector with vague patterns engraved on it.

"Ninja... Ninja?" He was so shocked that he almost shouted out. He quickly retracted the hand he had just extended, and took a step back. Cold sweat broke out on his back, and he didn't know what to do.

Ninjas are people who possess chakra.

And those who possess chakra are monsters.

This is common sense.

Even if he, Fukuyama, is a famous figure in the streets of the entire capital, those civilians, if he, Fukuyama, beats and scolds him at will, who would dare to fight back?However, he still knew that he was nothing in front of those who possessed chakra.

"Things you shouldn't be looking at?" Kurama Yan pushed up his glasses, his tone a little doubtful, and the reflection on the lenses obscured his inquiring eyes.

Silently, he shot a stream of chakra into the sack, but it penetrated directly.

If it fails to induce hallucinations, it must be a dead thing.He got this judgment.

"No...it's nothing. I'm just joking." Fushan quickly bent down to laugh with him, clasping his hands together, looking honest.

The porters not far away were very surprised when they saw Fukuyama's humble appearance. In their impression, Lord Fukuyama would only make such a low profile in front of nobles and ninjas.

Could it be that these two half-year-old children are ninjas?However, how could there be such a young ninja?

"It's not fake, is it?" One of the porters murmured to himself. His voice was not loud, but in this secluded alley, it could be heard several meters away.

Fukuyama's ears twitched, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

He looked at the two people in front of him, and they both looked very weak. Moreover, with his limited knowledge, he had never seen ninjas of this age.

Are they really ninjas?

Could it be that some naughty child got a forehead protector from somewhere?

But looking at their calm looks, they seemed confident.

Perhaps he was a descendant of some noble family, and he thought he had a backer and no one else dared to touch him.

Yes, it must be so.

After making such a judgment, Fukuyama looked at the two people in front of him, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"Girls seem to be easier to subdue, but she is wearing a forehead protector... Well, this boy looks thinner than the girl."

After weighing it in his mind, he decided to test the boy first.

So Fukuyama's kind face with a smile turned vicious in the blink of an eye. He raised his arms, stepped forward, and punched Kurama Hiko in front of him with all his strength.

"Why did you do it all of a sudden?"

Kurama Yan looked at the suddenly violent man in front of him and couldn't understand why he dared to punch the ninja.

He's obviously just a civilian.Even a genin who doesn't know any ninjutsu can easily defeat him just by amplifying chakra's taijutsu.

Such a civilian dared to punch him. What kind of courage did it take for this man named Fukuyama to make such a decision?

Kurama Yan can freely control the sense of timing, and Fukuyama's punch speed is no different from a snail's pace in his eyes.He gently turned his head to dodge, and at the same time, he lowered his left hand and gently made a seal.

"C-level ninjutsu is used to deal with this kind of civilians. A quarter of the standard amount of chakra is enough."

"There is no way. If it is less, the model of this ninjutsu will not be formed. I hope this person can hold on."

Ever since Kurama Yan learned his first C-level ninjutsu, he discovered that the power of ninjutsu can actually be controlled.

If you input a small amount of chakra, you will get a weakened C-level ninjutsu; if you input a standard amount of chakra, you will get a standard-power C-level ninjutsu; if you input an excessive amount of chakra, you will get an enhanced version of C-level ninjutsu. technique.

Right now, what he needs to deal with is just a civilian without chakra. He has no idea of ​​killing him yet, and naturally he won't use any overly powerful moves.

"Get out of the way?" Fukuyama missed with one punch, and was about to change his stance and hit Kurama Yan on the shoulder, but he only felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen...

【Gale Palm】

Along with the violent spiral airflow, Fushan's huge body flew backwards like a kite with its string broken.

"Ouch……"

"oops!"

The porters had no place to dodge. When they were hit by Fushan's body, they rolled into a ball like gourds that fell to the ground.

Even the contents of the sack were affected by this and unfortunately leaked out.

Kurama Yan didn't pay attention to the groaning people lying on the ground, but turned his attention to the object leaking from the sack.

"Corpse?"

He frowned and walked to the sack with Uchiha Mikoto.

"This... this is too..." After carefully looking at the two female corpses overlapping each other, Kurama Yan couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

There were burnt marks on the hair, dense bite marks on the face, and even denser wounds on the upper body of the body.

The faces of the female corpses still have painful and twisted expressions, and their stiff and wide eyes still seem to reflect the light of hope. It is difficult to imagine what kind of abuse they suffered during their lifetimes.

"How did they die?" Kurama Yan couldn't bear to look anymore. He turned his head and frowned and asked the few civilians who were groaning on the ground.

"Oh, this is all for adults. I accidentally exerted a little force while playing, so..." One of the porters sat up with difficulty and answered honestly.

"Don't say any more!" Fukuyama interrupted him with a roar. He gasped, covering his abdomen with one hand and struggling to support himself on the ground with the other.

We can't let these ninjas know anything more. The adults' affairs must be kept strictly confidential. Even if the ninja is offended and his life is not guaranteed, at least... No, if the name of the master is reported, maybe... He still had a chance to survive.

"In the capital of the Land of Fire, on the side of the Daimyo, such evil things would happen." Uchiha Mikoto's whole body trembled with anger.

Even though she is a ninja, she still has the consciousness to kill her enemies on the battlefield.But empathy for similar weaklings is something everyone is born with.

Moreover, although the porter's words were interrupted, from the little information he leaked, Uchiha Mikoto could easily judge that these two women were tortured and killed purely for some personal reasons.

This is by no means the first time.

How many other civilian women have been brutally murdered?

"Unforgivable." She murmured to herself, slowly reached her hand behind her back, and took out a kunai from her ninja bag.